candles and cotton | b.h

fifteen.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!"

both rosie and i woke with a start and looked at eachother with a devilish smirk donning each of our faces.

we both walked out of my room and both heard shouting from joe's room, we opened the door slowly, ben was standing as far away from joe as possible, who was standing beside the bed, an evident puddle from where he slept.

"what's wrong guys?"i asked, trying to keep my voice steady, ben looked at me with a bewildered face, "JOE PISSED THE FUCKING BED!"

"I'M SORRY!"joe called back in desperation, both me and rosie let out a giggle, "joe, how disgusting of you."

"ISN'T IT?!"

"hold on.."joe said, his eyes on the floor, both rosie and i started to back up from the door, joe picked up the bowl we used.

"who did-" his eyes trained to rosie and i, who were backing out of the room slowly, his eyes widened.

"YOU CUNTS!"

we legged it out the door, joe screaming after us, ben after him, we quickly ran into my room, locking the door after us just as joe arrived.

"I HATE YOU BOTH! THAT WASN'T FUNNY! YOU EVIL ASSHOLES! SHRIMPY I TRUSTED YOU!"

we started laughing, hard, i also heard muffled laughter from the other side of the door.

"it's not funny, ben!"

my head started to hurt from all of the laughing, i gasped, holding my sides.

"i'm going to get you guys, trust me."

i rolled my eyes and stood up, the weather was cold outside, the air icy, i walked over to my closet while rosie unlocked the door and kissed joe to stop him complaining.

i smiled softly at them, ben raised his brows and awkwardly danced around them and walked into my room, "hi y/n."

i turned and smiled at him, "hi ben."

i chose a black skinny jeans, beige sweatshirt and my usual white converse.

"i suppose it will be cold today,"

i looked at the blonde, "yeah, i guess,"he answered.

i raised a brow, "you should put a shirt on, you might get pneumonia."

his cheeks went a light shade of rose and he put both hands over his chest.

"hey y/n,"

i laid my clothes on the bed and turned to him, a small smile on my face, "yes?"

"stop looking at my boobs."

i raised both my brows, my smile growing, i rolled my eyes, "i'm not looking at your boobs."

he smiled wide, then turned toward the door, where joe and rosie were, hugging and whispering to each other.

he fake gagged at me, smiled and walked to the door frame, "i better put that shirt on now, yeah?"

i smiled back, "yeah."

he walked out the door and stared on after him.